Month: November 2008
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It’s Dark at 3am.
Sometimes at night I wake and am not exactly sure how long I’ve been so, my eyes open and staring at patterns the too bright light across the street makes on our bedroom ceiling. It’s so quiet, even with the windows still open to let the cool Fall night air in. Everything is still. I…
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My Non-Fickle Car Life in Hondas
This morning, someone on CNBC made a comment about American car customers being fickle. I didn’t recognize him, and that doesn’t really matter. Sometimes, I think the talking heads that flash on and off the television don’t know what comes out of their mouths most of the time, running a bit like someone who is…
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Carly Simon and Memories about Choices
Yesterday was a marathon of driving from one end of the county to the opposite and in weather more conducive to July than November. To be more accurate, it’s cooler in July here than it has been the last many days. I’ve given up wishing and hoping for weather that smells and feels like…
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Oh Look. Writing.
Somehow, all the time I used to look forward to — all the time I spent thinking about what I might write here is gone. The unfortunate aspect of this is that the writing voice I hear during the day has faded, its insistent prodding, its litany of opening lines, and reminders of possible topics…
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Dear President Obama
Dear President Obama: I can’t tell you how much I’ve anticipated your Presidency. Thank you so much for taking the time to throw your hat in the ring to run for the highest office in this land. Now that I’ve made the perfunctory niceties, let me get down to business. I have much to say……